I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home; Earth is a desert drear, Heav'n is my home. Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand; Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home. What though the tempest rage, Heav'n is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heav'n is my home; Time's wild and wintry blast soon shall be over past; I shall reach home at last, Heav'n is my home. There at my Savior's side Heav'n is my home; I shall be glorified, Heav'n is my home. There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav'n is my home. Therefore I murmur not, Heav'n is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heav'n is my home; And I shall surely stand there at my Lord's right hand. Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home.ạ̹n fy ạlqlb ḥnynaⁿạ قلبي فرحان في آمان Por qué tú no crees Чем могу воздать Diləyin, sizə veriləcək, axtarın, tapacaqsız Әйса өлүп тирилди (Муһәббәт) ạ̹lqạʾ 1 ผู้ที่อยู่ณที่กำบัง Мени оршээ جاس كەزىمنەن مەنى ساقتاپ ٴجۇردىڭ سەن
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